One is happy as a result of one's own efforts, once one knows the necessary ingredients of happiness - simple tastes, a certain degree of courage, self-denial to a point, love of work, and above all, a clear conscience. Happiness is no vague dream, of that I now feel certain.  —George Sand

Rear Window

I tried parting with you, because you seemed polluted. But, after many second thoughts I realized that you are just a deep well of references, and that starting from scratch isn't what I thrive on (anymore).
I'm in a good, solid place.
Spent some time decorating my back porch so now by default I cultivate my own Rear Window (a murderless version)
I'm talking about soaking up the sun and eavesdropping on my neighbors' conversations. And figuring out when they grill their dinner.